Brooke > Books: hurt-comfort-trope‎ (165)

“Fuck it,” I muttered to myself. “I’m going to go make a mistake.” If only I had a clue how that single declaration was about to cha

“Fuck it,” I muttered to myself. “I’m going to go make a mistake.” If only I had a clue how that single declaration was about to change my life forever.

“Do you want to sleep at my place.” Rain’s smile struck Mason across the face, leaving him reeling. “I thought you’d never ask.”

“Do you want to sleep at my place.” Rain’s smile struck Mason across the face, leaving him reeling. “I thought you’d never ask.”

“You know what?” Daintily wiping the corners of his mouth, he stared up at Mason with a wicked smirk. “I think I’m going to like this modeling job.”

“Because I’m obsessed with you too.”

It was Knox who owned the show. Finn and I were just his puppets, and I was completely on board with that.

It was Knox who owned the show. Finn and I were just his puppets, and I was completely on board with that.

“You’re ours.” Finn pressed a kiss to my head from behind. “You belong to us now.”

How was I supposed to go on knowing what he tasted like with no idea if I’d ever have the chance again?

“I don’t understand why you pulled a knife on me.” Because I was desperate. I play it off, grinning. “I’m f

“I don’t understand why you pulled a knife on me.” Because I was desperate. I play it off, grinning. “I’m ferocious.”

I know I’m trying to keep a lid on my crush here, but it’s impossible for my heart not to ache with longing as I watch this big

I know I’m trying to keep a lid on my crush here, but it’s impossible for my heart not to ache with longing as I watch this big, muscular firefighter use baby talk as he gently lifts each dog down to place them on the ground, holding their leashes delicately so they don’t strain and choke themselves.

He really was like an abused animal. One that wanted to be loved, but scared to try to accept it.

He really was like an abused animal. One that wanted to be loved, but scared to try to accept it.

I wanted to be his everything, and that scared me.

“Good boy.” I couldn’t help but look at him, wondering if I really was good. Good enough for him to want to keep me?

“Is your heart racing as much as mine is?”

“Is your heart racing as much as mine is?”

I didn’t think it was possible to love again, but Seth proved me wrong.

I’ve let Seth in and given him everything I have left. Every broken, imperfect piece of me.

Kisses were everything. Caden would do just about anything to get more of Lincoln’s kisses.

Kisses were everything. Caden would do just about anything to get more of Lincoln’s kisses.

I wish his smile belonged to me, just to catch and hold when I most need it.

I wish his smile belonged to me, just to catch and hold when I most need it.

“You make me so fucking hard, just for you. Come with me, okay? Come.”

Forever never sounded so sweet.

Maybe I can be something more than the worthless boy my father raised. I can be my uncle’s instead. I can be Uncle Kael’s good

Maybe I can be something more than the worthless boy my father raised. I can be my uncle’s instead. I can be Uncle Kael’s good boy.

“All you’ve got to do is let us take care of you. Me and Softy. We love you so much, sweet boy. So damn much. Just let yourself enjoy it, can you do that for me? Can you be my good boy and let go tonight?”

But if being wrecked and owned and made his is death, then let me die, because this... this is perfection.

I shiver as I lift the pen because I know what I’ve done. I’ve signed my life away.
I’ve made a deal with the devil.

I shiver as I lift the pen because I know what I’ve done. I’ve signed my life away.
I’ve made a deal with the devil.

I want him to claim me. I want him to possess me. I’ve never wanted that before. Or maybe I’ve simply never allowed myself to want it.

“I thought about you all day,” he says. “I imagined that plug inside you, pressing against your sweet spot, making you hard for me. I imagined your cock dripping as you waited for me. Did you imagine me inside you?”

« Because he’s making feel things that I don’t know how to feel. And he’s making me want things that I don’t know how to want. »

“I was … afraid,” he admits. That’s not what I expected. “Of what?” “Of you. Of what I wanted with you.” My breath catches. “And what do you want?”
“Everything.”

“Sweetheart, as cute as you are when you’re jealous, you have absolutely nothing to worry about.” He brushed a thumb over Asher’s lips. “There’s only one person in my life that I’m absolutely mad for.”

“I want to give you the fucking world, you understand?”

“Don’t hide those pretty noises from me,” he scolded. “Let Daddy hear the vulgar sounds his pretty baby makes when he’s being fucked stupid.”

Cal’s hand, which was still tangled in his hair, moved and strong fingers massaged his scalp, making him want to purr. He was

Cal’s hand, which was still tangled in his hair, moved and strong fingers massaged his scalp, making him want to purr. He was a wolf, dammit. He didn’t fucking purr.

“Mmmm. Good boy. You want me to mark you up so everyone at your packhouse knows you’re mine?”

“I don’t need a mating bond to love you, Luca.”

“Do you want to be pretty for me? Be my little doll?”

“Do you want to be pretty for me? Be my little doll?”

“You feel so good strangling my cock, little darling. You’re so tight for Daddy.”

He felt like forever.